It is a painful realisation, that as many of my accidental brothers are flung across the island to persue the same academic dreams in different uniforms, that things between us will, and must change. No, it is too big of a lie to say that nothing will change, and that is why i am so fearful of putting all this down, because accepting it would be too much for me.
Dear friends whom have i have crossed paths with in these 4 awesome years, I so dearly wish we could spend one more day in the school that watched us grow. To see those cheeky grins as Reuel falls victim to another heavily-conspired taupok; To smell the heavenly mix of sweat and mud as the rush of football pumps through our bodies; To hear the oh-so sweet anthem that chases our monday blues away.
Oh 2006! A year with so many people to thank for, but time allows me to only mention a few:
God, for despite my shamefully half bacon ways, has been so gracious and merciful.
Teachers, many of whom i know still think im an immature brat...
the lubly juniors who bring WAY TOO MUCH spice and hillarious insiders among us seniors.
EMO dudes of MC/PSB/Black Shirts for showing me that it doesn't take a flu to lose your voices.
4D-D-Delinquent(heh, Mr.E) For possibly setting a very hard taupok record to break.
Special mentions, to Js no less:
JieHao! for despite your short fuse, you are pretty reliable and very good friend. I still remember the times we had WAITING for everyone, since we are usually the ones always early.
Jukhuan! Haha, my fellow indie voyeur, who showed me that Chelsea can really have true fans. From the World Cup, to those Format and Bishop Allen swooning sessions, thanks for making me become a late night freak too.
John! What a special last departure we had from the bus-stop outside lucky plaza, the place where we fought over apples and orange, where retail exploits got reviewed, where male-bitching filled the breezy orchard air. Ahh.
But alas, we are not growing any younger (tsk i sound so aged), and now has come the time for us to fulfill that last stanza of the
For others came before and went,
And carried to the world;
Victoria's fame, and our intent
To keep her flag Unfurled.
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